What Even Is A Bad Boy? [Completed]

Epilogue 4 (Child Birth)

Layla's POV

*3 months and three weeks later*

"AHHHH I HATE YOU!" I scream out. The pain was unbearable. I couldn't focus. "YOU COULDN'T HAVE PULLED OUT YOU FUCKING IDIOT?" I scream again at Jackson who looked pale but he smiled at that comment. "I hate you so much." I say to him.

"We need you to push harder Mrs. Grey." The doctor said. I push even harder, grunting in pain. It felt like I was trying to squeeze a watermelon out of my vagina. After ten more minutes of pushing, I hear a baby's cry fill the room. I see the doctor hand my baby to a nurse and duck down in between my legs.

"Thats one Mrs. Grey. Push." He says

I scream again.

"HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW TWINS RAN IN YOUR FAMILY?" I yell at Jackson.

"How was I supposed to know? I don't have a twin!" He answers in a kind of squeaky voice as I gripped his hand even tighter.

Five minutes later I hear another baby scream and I literally collapse back into the bed. Jackson falls to the ground with a huff of breath. It takes a couple of minutes but after they're cleaned off I can finally hold my babies. I was handed two small blue bundles. Jackson comes over and peers over my shoulder at the two babies.

"The one in your left arm is the one that was born first ma'am. The one on the right was second. What are their names Mrs. Grey?" A nurse asks coming over to us.

Looking at the baby who was in my left arm. "Aaron." And then I look at the one in my right arm. "And he's Nathan." Jacksons smiles at the names and the nurse nods before walking away.

"Hi my babies. Hi. Im your mommy." I say holding them close to me. Jackson reaches over and rubs Nathan's little head before kissing mine.

We have a family now...